Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 687: If you keep criticizing Yan Xinxin, you’re the idiot!

Mu Shaoqian’s voice rang out loudly once again.

In the next moment, Mu Jingheng saw Mu Shaoqian’s figure pass by the small glass section of the hospital room door.

He was slightly startled and quickly pulled Yan Xinxin’s hand to move to the side.

"Papa, papa, what’s going on?"

Yan Xinxin blinked curiously and asked.

"Dad, what’s the matter? Why is there a woman next to you calling you dad? I feel like I’ve heard that voice somewhere before."

Mu Shaoqian’s confused voice came from the phone, and Mu Jingheng noticed that his steps seemed to halt outside.

"A girl was just looking for her dad, she wasn’t calling me."

Mu Jingheng made up an excuse to brush it off while signaling Yan Xinxin to remain quiet.

Yan Xinxin blinked again. At this moment, with her mind stuck in Mu Qianyuan’s six-year-old state, she saw the gesture and thought Mu Jingheng wanted to play a game with her. She immediately nodded and mimicked the motion, placing her finger against her lips.

Looking at Yan Xinxin’s silly and naïve expression, Mu Jingheng felt a mix of heartache and amusement.

Yuan.

His little Yuan.

How much he wished he could have raised her from childhood to adulthood, seen her wearing a wedding dress, and marrying the man she admired most—Brother Xi.

"Dad, didn’t you say earlier that you’d already arrived at the hospital? Why haven’t you reached the ward area yet?"

Mu Shaoqian’s voice sounded irritable. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Dad, you have no idea how hateful Mo Chuxi is. He actually called me a moron because of that vixen Yan Xinxin..."

"Shut your mouth! If you keep badmouthing Yan Xinxin every time you open your mouth, then you’re the moron Mo Chuxi was talking about!"

Mu Jingheng shouted angrily, and after venting, he decisively hung up the phone.

Yan Xinxin seemed startled but still held onto Mu Jingheng’s hand.

"Papa, papa, who is Yan Xinxin? Back then, Brother Xi would always call Yan Xinxin ’Xinxin,’ too. Is ’Xinxin’ Brother Xi’s new friend? Will Brother Xi stop playing with Yuan once he has a new friend?"

"Yuan, be good."

Mu Jingheng’s heart ached as he listened to every word she said.

He gazed at her and softly brushed her pale, yet-to-recover cheeks.

"Yuan, don’t worry. In your Brother Xi’s heart, the person he loves and treasures the most will always be you. He will always be with you, going everywhere and playing together."

Upon hearing Mu Jingheng’s response, Yan Xinxin immediately grinned happily.

"I knew it! Brother Xi treats Yuan the best!"

Mu Jingheng looked at her, his heart a complicated tangle of sorrow.

He walked to the bathroom to call Ning Zitong. After confirming she was fine, he hung up the phone with relief, informing her he had an unexpected work matter to attend to and needed to leave.

At this moment, all he wanted was to stay with Yan Xinxin.

Looking at her current state, he couldn’t help but recall her innocent and adorable demeanor as a child. Even though she’d grown up, the expressions that flickered across her face carried an unmistakable trace of her younger self.

In another VIP private ward a couple of hallways away.

Mu Shaoqian mumbled under his breath while he pushed the door open and walked in. Mu Qianshui seemed unwilling but forced herself to cooperate with the act.

"Mom!"

She called out with excitement, rushing to the bedside.

Ning Zitong was about to get up but was pressed back down by Mu Qianshui.

"Mom, what happened? How did you end up in the hospital from sheer frustration? What did the doctor say? Are you feeling better now?"

Seeing Mu Qianshui so concerned about her and with such genuine emotions revealed on her face, Ning Zitong smiled warmly.

"Don’t worry. It was just a slight pain, nothing serious."

She smiled and then sat up to carefully observe Mu Qianshui’s expression.

"Tch! Mo Chuxi is truly heartless! For that Yan Xinxin, he not only ruined your face but also destroyed your career!"

"Forget it, Mom. I’ll admit defeat. It’s all because Yan Xinxin’s face resembles Sis’s so much that Chuxi was bewitched by her."

Mu Qianshui sighed heavily.

"Mom, Big Brother. I think it won’t be long before we have concrete news about Sis. But before Sis returns, I believe it’s better for Yan Xinxin to disappear."